Saturday 15 November 2008 photo 4/7
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The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the skyNever revealing their depthTell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lipsInstead of the gallows of heartache that hang from aboveI'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love's suicide I'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your lifeAnd rain falls angry on the tin roofAs we lie awake in my bedYou're my survival, you're my living proofMy love is alive and not deadTell me that we belong togetherDress it up with the trappings of loveI'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lipsInstead of the gallows of heartache that hang from aboveI'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love's suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your lifeAnd I've dropped out, I've burned upI fought my way back from the deadI've tuned in, I've turned onRemembered the things that you saidI'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love's suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love's suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your lifeThe greatest fan of your whole life
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